Remember Frank Capra’s “It’s a Wonderful Life” and good ole George Bailey, who planned to travel the world but ended up saving his home town without recognizing his own worth?
George believed the savings and loan failed with Mr. Potter about to foreclose. He chose to end his life by jumping from a bridge. When he reached the bridge he heard a splash and instead of jumping, he dove into the river to save Clarence—the angel who hadn’t yet earned his wings.
While they warmed themselves in the bridge office, George wished he’d never been born. Clarence granted his wish.
And wouldn’t you know it, Clarence unleashed the biggest can of whoop-ass George Bailey ever experienced. The kind of whoop-ass that makes you realize you do make a difference. The kind of whoop-ass the shows what you are really made from. From that painful knowledge, George Bailey earned a second chance for life. One of appreciation.
Who wouldn’t want a can of “It’s a Wonderful Life Whoop Ass“?
When this arrived in my head, I imagined my siblings and I as children battling in the back yard, squirt gun style.
Shake well before using.
With three “easy” applications we’d would know we were appreciated. We would appreciated each other. And we’d all hear the bell ring, not for dinner, but for an angel who earned their wings—and a little heartburn.